Episode 2: empoisonne

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"What happen to her?" Jo asked walking up to Danny and the body lying on the ground.

The body was of a young woman that couldn't be more that twenty something years old. She had bruises all over her and a larger one on her neck making both csi's think that she was strangled at some point if it wasn't cause of death.

"We got a call about an hour ago. Two boys who were skipping school found her when they came here to drink the beer they stole from their dads." Danny replied. "Flack took them home a few minutes ago."

"I guess they wish they had gone to school now." Jo replied. "My dad would not be happy if I was brought home by the cops. Unless I had been in danger that is."

Danny and Jo spent the next couple of hours taking photos of the scene and collecting anything that could be evidence. Making sure that they had everything documented. They had several boxes that would add to the work that the lab already had.

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Mac went down to the morgue when he got the word that the dock body had arrived and had given Sid enough time to do the basic exam of the body.

"Sid can you tell me what happened to the girl?" Mac asked.

"Well I can tell you she was between eighteen and twenty eight years old. She doesn't come from money." Sid said. "I would say she was strangled by the brushing on her neck but I won't really know cod until I complete the internal exam."

"Let me know what you find." Mac said

"Hold on Mac I wasn't finished." Sid said.

"So what else is there?"

"Her prints came back to a Monica Ryder. She went missing three days ago." Sid said. "Her parents had her prints added in one of those missing child programs but they didn't put a date of birth on her form."

"Having her name is a lot more than we have with others." Mac said.

He returned to his office and ran the victims name through the system. It took a few seconds but and the same profile that Sid saw popped up on his screen. He found her parents names and ran them too and after a short search he found their address. He wrote down the address and went to inform the parents of Monica Ryder that she wouldn't be coming home.

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The Ryder family home was like many others Mac had been. He didn't like that he was there to give them the unfounate news that their daughter was dead and that she had been murdererd. He knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer.

About a minute later a small woman with brown graying hair opened the door.

"What can I get you?" She asked.

"Mrs. Ryder I'm from the Detective Mac Taylor from New York City crime lab. I have news about your daughter."

"Monica have you brought her home? Where is she?"

"Ma'am can we take this in side?"

"Sure." She said stepping back to allow Mac into her home.

She led him to the living room where the took seats across from a couch.

"So what was it that you had to tell me?"

"Ma'am I'm here to tell you that your daughter was found but she wasn't found alive."

"She's dead?" She asked in a whisper.

"She is and my team I'd working on who did it and why. Her autopsy hasn't been completed yet, so we don't know how she died."

"Please find who killed her."

"I will try my best but can you tell me who she was with or said she was with when she went missing?"

"I think his name was Michael but I can't remember what his last name is."

"Thank you and ma'am if you find anything that can help us find who hurt your daughter please don't hesitate to call." Mac handed her his card.

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An hour after Mac left Mrs. Ryder she had called telling him that she found the name Michael Dolley written on a note book in her daughters room. It didn't take long for them to find the teenager a coffee shop not far from his high school.

"Come on Michael you were the last one she was seen with her."

"I didn't see her. I dropped her off at home earlier." Michael said. "My brother was in the hospital I was with him all night. I have no clue why she didn't go in."

"We'll check that out mean while don't leave town."

Mac and Flack left the room leaving Michael all by himself.

"Can you get the name of the hospital from him and see if they confirm his story." Mac said. "I am going to see if any one else has something we can work with."

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"Finally you are in I came in here two hours ago and you were gone and then again fifteen minutes ago but you still weren't here." Sid said walking into Mac's office.

"Yes. I was just checking in with everyone. What do you have?" Mac asked.

"I have the blood test back on our victim. She was drugged with fentanyl. A highly potent pain medication and as far as her family knew she didn't have a prescription for it."

"She have anything to explain her use of the drug?"

"Not a single one." Sid said. "But I still have the internal exam to do."

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Danny was sitting in front of a computer working on getting a flyer with the victims name on it readable. He had been at it two hours now and nothing.

"Still nothing?"

"I think its gone. I have tried every thing I could think of and nothing works." Danny replied.

"Could it be invisible ink." Hawks said. "Get a black light and see if that works. I've got hair to test."

"I have tried that it didn't work." Danny replied. "I'll ask Adam if he knows anything."

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Hawks had left Danny to find Adam on his own and went to the trace lab to work on a fiber that Sid had found on the victims body. It didn't take him long to find out that the hair was not human but a synthetic hair used by a wig company here in New York City.

"What is this?" Lindsey asked.

"A synthetic hair used in any thing from wigs to clothing." Hawks said. "There are a dozen places in New York alone that use it. The faint blue tips helped narrow it down a little but not much. The one wig company I found that makes it lets other company's by it to use in their products."

"Are any of those places connected to the suspects?" Lindsey asked.

"I have Adam looking into that while I try to find something unique about the fiber."

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"Finally get a break?" Mac asked.

"Yeah, Adam found a connection to Michael carter. His mother owns a wig shop that used the synthetic hair in her wigs, Flack and Lovato are on their way to speak with her." Lindsey said. "Danny is still working on that flyer. I looked all over her clothes and there was nothing."

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Flack and Lovato stopped their flirty banter as they walked up to the Carter home. They had been home only a few hours. Lovato stepped up to the door and knocked. An older woman with graying hair opened the door.

"Are you Carolyn Carter?" Flack asked.

"Yes who's asking?" Carolyn replied.

"NYPD." Flack said. "We'd like to ask you a few questions."

"Sure." She replied opening the door further to let them in.

"Can I ask what this is about?"

"Ma'am a synthetic hair you use in your wigs was found on a woman last seen alive with your son Michael."

"Michael couldn't have put it there he has a fear of manikins and that includes the display heads in my shop." She said. "He won't come near the shop and only gets his clothes from second hand shops without mannequins unless I buy them of course."

"Can you tell me who ordered a wig brown hair and faint blue tips."

"I only made a few of them because they were not very popular. I sold one to a young woman with cancer and then the rest were solen in a robbery about two weeks ago."

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"Their stories check out Mac. We have no suspects right now."

"Flack we will get this guy." Mac said.